Chapter 1320

Chu Yan said that if you turn over, you turn over.

There is no sign, and the speed is very fast, so it doesn't give Xu any chance to react.

Xu Muran originally thought that this matter was secure.

I've moved out the identity of Ziwei sect. Since you Chu Yan didn't kneel down respectfully, you should hand over the two things you've got. There's no problem.

Your companions are still in my hands?

Don't you even care about their lives.

Xu Muran has a beautiful imagination.

But the reality is so cruel.

Chu Yan raised his hand is a knife.

"Extremely angry sword intention!"

Boom!

The sword is as powerful as a rainbow. It twists the void like the sun. It rushes towards Xu Muran.

In an instant, the ground in front of Xu Muran's body melted and turned into magma.

The rampage of the wind, blowing the scene all changed their faces, panic, do not know where to escape.

Xu Muran had no chance to evade, and was immediately cut by a knife.

But at this moment, Xu Muran's chest suddenly showed a white light.

The white light instantly changed into a human figure almost three feet high.

The figure just stood there, but the air around it seemed to calm down in an instant.

Not only that, the rising temperature, but also suddenly become cool.

The next moment, this human nature raised his hand, facing the knife light.

Bang!

The light of the knife suddenly burst into flames all over the sky, and the fury rolled everywhere.

The human form gradually disappeared.

"Another talisman!" Chu Yan frowned and retreated for several feet.

The amulet on Jianghuai Wu's body blocked Chu Yan's first knife, but failed to block the second one.

Xu Muran's talisman is much stronger than Jianghuai's.

The amulets on Jianghuai Wu were made by the monks who had just ascended to heaven.

The talisman on Xu Muran not only stopped Chu Yan's sword, but also made it with a strong counterattack posture. The light of the talisman gives people a deep and steady feeling.

Therefore, Chu Yan estimated that the friars who made the amulet for Xu Muran were at least in perfect heaven!

Xu Muran's whole body was injured and his blood flowed wildly before. Later, even the reincarnation of the great emperor was broken.

Originally thought, he has no backhand.

Unexpectedly, this guy's mind is so deep.

Before several times, between life and death, can be forced to hold the temper, do not light out the last card.

But this time, obviously, he also felt a big crisis. If he didn't use this card again, his life would be gone.

In all desperation, the talisman was inspired.

At the moment although block Chu speech fatal blow, but Xu Muran also very uncomfortable.

He stepped back two steps, breathed violently, and now his face covered with blood could be seen as white as paper.

He had just been wandering in front of the gate of death for a week, which obviously scared him to death.

He put his hand over his chest and took two deep breaths. Then his face and eyes became slightly normal.

Just when Chu Yan thought he was going to say something, he saw Xu Muran suddenly raise his head, face full of money, bow to the north, and say in a loud voice: "thank the northern heavenly king for his divine power and save Xu Muran's life."

When other people hear the four words of the northern heavenly king, they may have to ponder it before they can respond.

And not Ziwei men, for the three words, the reaction will not be too strong.

But when hearing Xu Muran's words, Chu Yan's eyes flashed a sharp light.

King of the North!

The northern heavenly king in Xu Muran's words must be one of the four heavenly kings of crape myrtle gate!

Ziwei gate, under the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, is one of the two Dharma protectors, followed by the four heavenly kings.

And before that, Chu Yan learned from Tang Zhiran that the four heavenly kings were all purple mansion!

It seems that I underestimated the power of the talisman before.

Unexpectedly, it was made by the northern heavenly king in the purple mansion. No wonder you can defuse your anger with one hand.

After worshiping with reverence, Xu Muran looks up at Chu Yan again. In his eyes, he has no intention to hide his killing.

"Chu Yan, you are disrespectful to Ziwei's disciples and the northern heavenly king. Today you will pay for it!

Where is Ziwei's family

Xu Muran drank violently.

In a flash, five or six people in the boat of the crowd came out and walked behind them.

At the beginning, when they were among thousands of people at the scene, these five or six people were not noticeable.

But as soon as they came out and showed their identity, suddenly, these five or six monks, in terms of bearing, could form a sharp contrast with those around them.

It's obvious that before, they also deliberately concealed their identity and did things silently by Xu Muran's side as a sword in the scabbard.

Jianghuaiwu and Wang Lei saw this scene, and a complex look flashed in their eyes.

For such a scene, they have expected.

The alliance formed between the people is formed by the small forces and the large forces.

Finally, the leaders elected by each alliance, such as Jiang huaiwu and Wang Lei, are the leaders of the most powerful forces in each alliance.

Xu Muran can become the leader of the three largest leagues. He can't be alone.

So when he entered the three holy mountains and the Black Soul City, he must have some helpers around him.

These helpers, naturally, are the same crape myrtle disciples as him.

After his classmates came out, Xu Muran's face became more and more sentimental.

He raised his hand, a token in his hand, now shining.

In the dark soul City, the light is dim, just because everyone is a monk, and their eyesight is far beyond ordinary people, so they are not affected too much.

But at the moment, this token is like a twinkling star, especially eye-catching.

"Crape myrtle is here!" Xu Muran looked at Chu Yan, raised his mouth, showed a cruel smile, and continued: "I, Xu Muran, as a member of Ziwei sect, call all of you to help me.

Kill the traitor of Tianya sect and his followers. After the event, all the people on the scene can get the qualification to enter the chopping road.

If you can cut off the head of Chu Yan, I can guarantee that he can directly enter tianyazong and become a member of Ziwei sect.

And you'll get a lot of credit for getting started! "

With that, Xu Muran killed the token again.

The token is shining again.

The light shows incomparably deep, vast, great and powerful power.

The monk, who was illuminated by the light, could not help but have the idea of bowing his head, giving in and being driven by him.

What's more, the reward just put forward by Xu Muran is too attractive.

Straight into the path of chopping spirit,

Go straight to Tianya sect,

Go straight to the gate of crape myrtle,

She has made great contributions to ziweimen.

These conditions, no matter which one, in the light of the moment, are extremely exciting, blood boiling in the body.

Even if Chu Yan just showed his super strength, how about that.

At least six or seven of Ziwei's disciples are about to fight.

And there are at least 3000 monks at the scene!

No matter how strong you are, you are nothing more than a land.

All the people who seemed confused at the last moment were quiet at this moment.

A mountain rain is about to come, the smell of wind full building, instantly swept the spot, black, toward the Chu speech forced in the past.